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I’ve been coloring. We’ve been coloring. You know those adult coloring books that are so popular now? Well, I’m not a bit ashamed to say that Mariam and I have been working separate pages in a book that I bought at a 7-Eleven for $5.99+ tax.

[Occupying time in the desert]

Neither of us have been feeling on top of our game. I’ve already whined about my chest congestion (and Mariam’s allergies ), but today was a little bit warmer that any day since we arrived here on December 1. It got to 59 F. Then our landlord came by to drop off a vacuum cleaner and told us that many people in the Joshua Tree valley have allergies. Nice thing to know.

My handkerchief looks like a WWI bandage stolen from a war museum somewhere in northern France. My nose has been overactive. I never realized until now how important my nose is for breathing. I always took it for granted. But breathing up here in the high desert is something that comes with difficulty, determination and prayer. Still, we were determined to take our first hike in the National Park. We choose Hidden Valley. That’s a one mile loop trail through some spectacular scenery. I’ve always wondered about names like Hidden Valley. If it’s hidden, how does anyone know it’s there?

Well, I read my guidebook and found out that it was reputed to be a hiding place for cattle rustlers and horse thieves…back in the day. That sounds like a perfect explanation. You enter through a narrow notch and then there is this wonderful ‘valley’. A perfect place to hide stolen livestock with places for lookouts and places to camp.

[In Hidden Valley]

[More in Hidden Valley]

The photos I’m including here don’t do justice to the serenity and beauty of the place. The problem is that it’s the most popular short hike in the Park…which meant that one was never alone, truly alone, amidst the rock formations and cacti. We may do the hike again…maybe at night so we can meet the ghosts of the rustlers or hear the neighing of the stolen steeds.

But, we started late and so I had to open the package for my new headlamp. That was a challenge beyond anything I’ve attempted. I’m usually good at getting a product out of its plastic/cardboard packaging, but this required a knife blade and the risk of opening a mean wound in my left palm or severing an artery.

[Headlamp destruction]

Yes, we started late, since here in the desert and at this time year, daylight begins to end shortly after 11:00 am. Okay, that’s a slight exaggeration. The sun begins to dip below the rocky mounds a little after 3:00 pm.

When we returned to the parking area, I felt the need to use the public rest room facilities. Inside, I counted thirteen rolls of toilet paper! That’s must be some kind of record. I did not take a photo of those.

Pardon me, but I do have some class, dignity and some standards that remain…from back in the day.

I made that clear to the bartender at the Joshua Tree Saloon.

[All photos are mine.]

[Note to readers: The next blog post that will be out in a day or so has nothing to do with my current theme of Joshua Tree Diary. It’s something totally different that I want I want to post now.]